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© Copyright 2025 - Jonathan Kennedy

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Lyrics:

I see the cracks in my reflection

Lines that don’t align with me

Questions rise from their direction

“Are you who you claim to be?”

A man lingers just out of reach

A phantom I can’t trace

Did I bury him beneath the earth

Or wear his hollow face?

Truth feels like a distant stranger

Calling from a locked-up door

Am I the one they fear

Or something more?

Did I bury a man

Or the man inside me?

Did I lose myself

Or find what hides beneath?

The lines are blurred

Between him and me

Who am I? Who was he?

Is he gone, or am I free?

The evidence lies scattered,

Clues written in my skin

A fleeting laugh, a sudden temper,

Are these the marks of him?

Every stare feels like a razor,

His eyes dissect my soul

Did I build this fragile puzzle,

Or did he make me whole?

Truth feels like a distant stranger,

Calling from a locked-up door

Am I the one they fear,

Or something more?

Did I bury a man

Or the man inside me?

Did I lose myself

Or find what hides beneath?

The lines are blurred

Between him and me

Who am I? Who was he?

Is he gone, or am I free?

If he’s gone, why do I feel him breathing?

If he's me, why am I still grieving?

My mind is a riddle, unraveling slow

Who holds the answer? Does anyone know?

Did I bury a man

Or the man inside me?

The grave is quiet

But I hear him speak

The lines are blurred

Questioning my reality

Who am I? Who was he?

Is he gone… or was he me?